O'Brien: In winter of life, memories fade

O'Brien: In winter of life, memories fade

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Since I was a child, I started counting daylight minutes beginning with the winter solstice, when the sun is lowest in the sky. On that day, the start of new tilt of the planet’s semi-axis, we enjoy a scant nine hours and 32 minutes of daylight. Day by day, a minute is added to the sun’s purposeful journey to the horizon; about the time it takes for a genuine hug. At last comes the June solstice, heralding summer, the longest day of the year.

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